Quotes from Dean Koontz

Never, never try to scope the market.

If you have to pay the bills, and you write something you're not proud of, use a pen-name for that.

One man's idea of perfect order is another man's chaos.

Holy men tell us life is a mystery. They embrace that concept happily. But some mysteries bite and bark and come to get you in the dark.

In a crunch a man's reputation never counts for as much as it ought to.

It is music that speaks to the deepest reaches of your soul, and you are lifted higher, ever higher, by the adagio, in my opinion more so even than in any of the masses that Beethoven composed.

The rain wasn't the usual glittering silver, but dark and dirty, as if nature were a scrubwoman wringing out a filthy mop.

Stay low, stay quiet, keep it simple, don't expect too much, enjoy what you have.

Human beings can always be relied upon to exert, with vigor, their God-given right to be stupid.

We can approach belief from an intellectual path, but in the end, God must be taken on faith. Proofs are for things of this world, things in time and of time, not beyond time.

We live in God's amusement park.

I see dead people. But, then by God, I do something about it!

Even if God exists, does He know that you do?

Whiskers of the cat, Webbed toes on my swimming dog; God is in the details.

Where there is cake, there is hope. And there is always cake.

Hope, however, isn't all that's needed to achieve change. Hope is a hand extended, but two hands are required to be pulled out of this deep hole. The second hand was faith.

I have been reading Stephen King since CARRIE and hope to read him for many years to come.

When we hope, we usually hope for the wrong thing.

Where there's cake, there's hope. And there's always cake.

The most identifying trait of humanity is our abilty to be inhumane to one another.

...what makes humanity beautiful is our free will, our individuality, our endless striving in spite of our imperfection. BY THE LIGHT OF THE MOON Chapter 27 Page 214

You know what's wrong with humanity?... The greatest gift we were given is our free will, and we keep misusing it.

The recognition of pain and fear in others give rise in us to pity, and in our pity is our humanity, our redemption.

Humanity was drawn to turmoil and self-destruction as inevitably as the earth was drawn to complete its annual revolution of the sun.